This extremely exquisite and unknown sword he brought out from Great Desolate Swamp, under Lin Xi’s perception, began to shake, wishing to fly out like a living being. However, when he willed this flying sword to fly with his powerful desire, he sensed that this sword was heavy like a great mountain, the formless pressure becoming greater and greater. As such, in just a few breaths of time, all of the clothes on his body were soaked in sweat, even the area he was sitting on drenched.

The sword controlling force wasn’t fake, this was true sword sense.

Only when State Master level cultivators had this type of sword sense, could they truly order a flying sword to fly when they reached Sacred Expert level, grasping this world’s most powerful strength.

Lin Xi knew that it had something to do with his ‘two bowls of water’ within him, because this meant that the amount of soul force he had was twice that of normal cultivators, able to fight longer, have more patience, able to endure greater consumption. However, his body and soul force’s power, compared to cultivators of the same level, wasn’t any different.

As for his perception, Lin Xi knew that his own crazy and cruel cultivation, after cultivating the...